She knew exactly what she wanted and made sure that she got it. I smiled to myself and moved on down the hall.The doorbell brought me out of my stupor...and I answered it. A FedEx guy dropping off a large envelope. I signed for it and thanked the man for dropping it off.I went to the kitchen and dumped the contents of envelope onto the table and started looking it over. I found color glossy pictures and brochures from the RV Company. Good. I like a company who honors their word.While I was. “Hi Dave.” Matt smiled at me.“Hey.” I replied trying to work out why he looked pleased.I sat down at the kitchen counter. Matt walked around the other side of the of the kitchen counter and opened one of the draws.“Check this out, Dave, I have something better then fishing for us to do!” Matt said as he pulled out one of Jeff’s Porno movies.The woman on the cover was being fucked by a black guy while she sucked a horses cock. At that age, as you all could imagine, I was keen to see and know. Nate is being cautious as he plods toward the body, He watches out for the car to return or the beat cop to show up. Either event could get him into trouble.As Nate stands over the body he sees what used to be a sharp dresser; however, the dead man now has two bullet holes in his back and his blood has stained the fancy clothing worn by the dead man. There is no way Nate can salvage the coat, shirt or pants, but the shoes look good. Nate unties the shoes and scuttles back to his shadowy refuge. He opened his eyes to nothingness. The curtains kept the daylight at bay. Hands came up, caressing his skin beneath the shirt of the silk pajamas he wore. "Master?" he called."My apologies, I did not mean to wake you." Derreck whispered.Todd wasn't sure what to do or think. It was just umcomfortable for him, especially when the hands dipped lower, past the waistband of his pants.He cringed a bit, afraid of places being touched that he had never touched himself.Derreck had tried to control his.